- HAZEL -
Everything is crumbling. I’ve never waded through a jam packed path I can barely see, while keeping my hand stuck to my nose to block myself from inhaling whatever it is that fogs the atmosphere while following right behind Killian before.
I guess there’s a first time for everything. And sometimes, those things are not so pleasant.
My chest has been heavy throughout our attempt to escape. Part of me feels that he’d have been long gone without me and that sucks a lot. I’m the one holding him back. But without him, I’d be lost.
“Keep your nose covered. This gas is toxic, laced with every kind of toxin you can imagine.” These words cut through the tumult environment into my ears.
“Then what about you?” I manage to murmur, he’s left himself wide open.
Killian turns his head to face me. “I’ve been exposed to such countless times to be affected by something this small.” He grins. There is no way in hell that he’s calm in all of this.